Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 689

On the cozy bed, a fierce competition for Gwendolyn’s attention erupted between the two little ones.

Zendaya and Benedict both vied for the prime spot next to their beloved mother, even tussling to snuggle up to her.

Benedict, being the more mature and sensible older brother, eventually conceded defeat.

He graciously shifted his little pillow next to Cedrick’s.

After a good half-hour of chaos, the family finally settled down, ready to drift off into dreamland.

Little did they suspect that as soon as the lights went out, a tiny voice belonging to Zendaya pierced the darkness.

“Mommy, my heart is racing like crazy. I just can’t fall asleep,” Zendaya whimpered, her voice carrying a tinge of desperation.

Cedrick, his voice laced with lazy amusement, chimed in. “Zendy, you were sprinting like a cheetah before bedtime. It’s no wonder you’re all wound up.”

Gwendolyn remained silent.

While Zendaya struggled to find sleep, Benedict desperately needed it.

Gwendolyn could see the exhaustion etched on his face. After spending hours in the lab receiving treatments, Benedict deserved a restful night at home.

While she was pondering a solution, Cedrick proposed one. “What if your mommy tells you both a bedtime story?”

Zendaya perked up. “Yes, please!”

Benedict rolled his eyes. “That’s boring.”

Cedrick had a secret agenda. He was hoping that exposing Benedict to more fairy tales and their enchanting lessons might soften his precocious and adult-like demeanor.

He insisted, “Benny, you’ve never experienced your mommy’s storytelling, have you? Consider it a new experience, and it’ll also help soothe Zendy to sleep.”

Benedict grudgingly shifted his position, tucking his arms in. “Whatever. Girls are so troublesome. Even when it comes to bedtime, they want attention before they’re willing to sleep.”

brother’s grumbling and lovingly embraced

“Oh, Benny, I’m not being troublesome. Just give Mommy’s stories a chance. They’re really fascinating. You absolutely must give

and a flicker of curiosity danced in his eyes. It was clear that he

Cedrick’s gaze seemed to convey a message without words

haste, Gwendolyn retrieved a worn-out fairy tale book from the bedside table. Flipping through the pages, she began her

propping his arm on the bed and casually supporting his head as he absorbed every word of Gwendolyn’s storytelling. He couldn’t help but admire her ethereal beauty as she got

an aura

felt heartwarming and tender as Gwendolyn was

young lady. She reunited with the prince at the grand ball, got married, and had two adorable little babies. They were never

minutes later, after Gwendolyn finished narrating the story, the main bedroom was

of the bedside lamp, Cedrick and the

on their peaceful faces, her eyes eventually fixating

Hubby,” she whispered, a tender smile gracing her lips. With a gentle flick, she switched off the lamp, surrendering

aware of the rumors swirling around Zendaya calling Charles “Daddy” at the dinner table and how Zendaya managed

this as an opportunity

were extremely insulting and went far beyond

caught wind of the situation, he swiftly contained the news and even asked Nico to withdraw a promising deal between

Group incurred losses

sternly reprimanded his drowsy daughter, “Why in the world did you rub Mr. Jenson the wrong way during your date yesterday? With Jenson Group canceling their collaboration with our Cloudington Group, this is like a clear warning to our family. You have no idea who he is in the business

half-asleep, was utterly confused upon

How could I possibly

of frustration was building up inside him. He saw Jessamyn’s bewildered expression and couldn’t hold

cancellation. He had this cold expression, and I knew he was clearly holding

had no clue where the problem stemmed from. “Dad, I haven’t even met Cedrick Jenson. How could

she questioned their daughter, “Jess,

“Okay.”

pat on her face, started to recount the events of the previous day. She had only

he even fathered an illegitimate child. He had the audacity to come for a

nightmare, with a mean streak a mile wide. She’s a mouthy little devil, and I couldn’t stand her. I lost my cool and lashed out at her a bit. After that, I reached out to some newspapers and reporters to expose Charles’ wild ways. But it looks like I didn’t give enough money, as no juicy

exchanged puzzled looks, trying

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